27 Plane trip
Hi there, dear readers,
Once again, a reader (not the same as before) asked me to explain Katsuo overall power level, so here it is.
He is so physically strong that he can treat any concrete as cardboard and if some reader could provide better examples I would appreciate it.
His maximum speed is, let's say, between Mach 2 and 3? (If some readers have something against it please comment because I'm not sure myself, don't forget about last chapter's boost)
He has around 50% more CE than Gojo and his CE manipulation is good enough to use his technique with maximum efficiency and replicate the effects of some innate techniques.
He can deal with first-grade curses in an instant and if it's special grade, it depends on its strength and innate technique, but he can also easily subdue most of them.
Any questions, ask here,
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Katsuo was at the airport, wearing black shorts, an equally black t-shirt, and white sneakers while carrying a backpack and on phone with his mother.
He had called his family yesterday to tell them the notice. It was an unusually long call.
He usually called them every weekend so that they tell each other how their week had gone by.
His father would tell him how his work was going, which was going very well because he had been promoted a few weeks back, and his workload had diminished, meaning he could be at home earlier.
His mother would tell him about their health and happiness levels during that week and narrated without sparring any detail some things that happened that she felt it was important to tell, and he, without choice, would sit as he listened to it while occasionally sparing some comments.
His little sister, who was at the doors of puberty, would tell him the status of her friendship with her girlfriends and the occasional boy, and Katsuo didn't want to be that kind of big brother, however, whenever she told about some boy with any hint of glee in her voice, he would grit his teeth and clench his fist and tell her as gently as possible that she was still too young to have a boyfriend, and then she would laugh and he would try to laugh after her. Try.
(AN: Immagine veins pulsing and his red eyes dimly glowing, XD)
(AN: A little cliche, I know, but I couldn't resist T-T)
She would also tell him about how her training was going and the occasional weak curse that she exorcised.
When that happened, he would compliment her progress while repeatedly warning her to not be careless, but he wasn't too worried, after all, Gojo pulled some strings and his city is regularly "checked" and "cleaned", which he also did a few days after his Vow unbinding, just as a precaution.
During yesterday's call, Katsuo's family, but mainly his mother had shown all kinds of emotions.
They were worried for him, happy for him, and expectant for him.
They even sent him a PDF with famous touristic spots in Mexico City so that he could have fun and asked him to take pictures for them to see.
His mother also warned him to not trust and accept anything from strangers, which made them all laugh a bit.
In the end, he had to explain to them that it was a school assignment trip and he probably won't have time to explore the city before they could end the call in what seemed to be peace of mind.
That night passed and the next day arrived.
When he reached the airport, he called his mother once again because she had insisted he did so the night before, and once again, he started hearing her worries, and the more she worried the more she overthought.
"What if the plane has an accident and something happens to you?"
Katsuo could only answer in the best way to ease her worries.
"Don't worry, mother, even if the plane falls I will still be perfectly uninjured."
She laughed, half thinking that he was kidding but still wondering if there was some truth in there, after all, her son wasn't someone that lied. He could omit some things but he never lied to her.
She also noticed that he had a more carefree and jovial feeling in his voice that she had not heard before, so she commented on that.
"After you went to that high school in the mountains, you seem more open and happy. I'm glad for you, Kat-chan."
Katsuo had also noticed that. Finding people with who he could identify and interact had an impact on his personality, and even though it wasn't very drastic, he still changed for the better, at least in the eyes of his mother.
'I guess humans are really social animals.'
"I'm glad too, mother."
At that moment, Katsuo heard the last call to his airplane.
"I will have to hang up, mother, I have to go, but I will call you back when I arrive at Mexico City's airport. Love you, bye."
Katsuo boarded the plane and was taken to first-class by an attractive latina stewardess, one of the perks of being a jujutsu sorcerer. Or the result of the fact that was Gojo that prepared the trip. Katsuo wasn't sure.
Anyway, it wasn't Katsuo first time riding a plane. This was his third time.
In his past life, he had made a round trip, which he counted as two plane rides, to a distant uncle's house for Christmas.
However, this time it would a 12-hour trip, and he didn't want his training to possibly cause an air accident so he planned to do nothing but relax, something that he hadn't done in a while.
(AN: For those thinking, what could possibly his training do that could endanger the plane, think about it a little and comment your ideas here)
He wouldn't sleep of course.
If the plane really had an accident, which he didn't believe would happen because the chances were very low, the only way to get out uninjured was to be able to react to it first.
Of course, if the plane had an accident and he was sound asleep, he would have some bruises and scrapes, possibly singed hair and his clothes would be ruined which Katsuo didn't want to happen because he liked the clothes he was wearing.
(AN: Ok, something is wrong with me today, don't mind it.)
In his first-class booth, Katsuo sat in his chair that delivered massages, had a window by its right side perfectly positioned to admire the sky above the clouds, and watched movies on the seventeen-inch screen in front of him, something that he rarely did in this life.
(AN: I'm talking out of my ass here)
He watched a trilogy of some Hollywood fantasy movie that didn't exist in his previous life.
Even though he was deeply involved in a fantasy-like concept that was jujutsu, he still watched the movies with interest while eating popcorn and drinking coca-cola and for a moment, he felt like he was in his previous life.
Suddenly, he felt some strong cursed energy far away from the plane.
Katsuo instantly lost interest in the movie and closed his eyes to expand his senses.
He felt a first-grade curse calmly floating around kilometers in the distance.
He had no technique that could reach that far, so he could only remain vigilant.
Fortunately, the plane was going in its general direction and rapidly closed the distance.
Katsuo could sense that the curse had the shape of a snake with bumps all over its body and some wings that seemed to be formed by strings that exited the main body.
Suddenly, the curse jerked to a stop and started going full speed in the plane's trajectory direction. Its movement was like a swimming sea snake.
Katsuo waited for a few seconds and soon could see it from his window.
It was a grotesque agglomeration of hearts in a snake shape that had wings made of veins.
He pointed his hand to the creature, prepared a special grade pill of concentrated CE, and waited until it was in his range.
Due to the high speed of the plane and the curse, Katsuo only had to wait a few seconds.
"Kyaa-, MONSTER!"
Katsuo heard a girly scream from some booths behind him and instantly thought that a normal girl with higher than average CE had seen the cursed spirit.
Katsuo ignored her and activated his technique while squeezing the pill in his hand.
[Absolute Refinement]
The spirit managed to struggle for a second because it was on the edge of his technique effective range, creating turbulence and a metal screeching sound, but was still sucked and turned into a pill.
'Maybe this wasn't the best idea.'
Katsuo sweated as he looked at the gouged fuselage under his window, caused by the previously struggling cursed spirit and that he filled with his CE but soon calmed down as he saw that his makeshift solution was very effective.
'Well, I can easily keep it until we land, so everyone is safe.'
He awkwardly covered the hole with the blanket provided by the stewardesses, put it in the back of his mind, and looked at the pill, which he created while focusing on preserving a possible innate technique as much as possible.
[Special Grade Pill: 50% chance of acquiring innate technique [Heart Strike], permanent enhancement in natural recovery ability]
'I saved the plane and got the pill. I'm glad I accepted the mission.'
